Archive | November, 2009

A Good Night’s Sleep

25 Nov

I know this might be hard for some to understand, but Diana and I both got a GREAT night of sleep last night. Why, you ask?? Because Krissy is home!! Only for the second time since August, mind you, but she is home!

Don’t think we haven’t seen her. We’ve burned up the road between here and there. MANY times. But one of the things we’ve learned in her first semester away is that there is no more peaceful sleep than when we are ALL under one roof.

On another note, so far so good with the ankle. Some of my medical consultants at church advised me to take Motrin instead of Aleve. It has made all the difference in the world!!

One Crazy Weekend

23 Nov

HUNDREDS asked me yesterday, “What did you do to your leg??” I guess I need to answer the question here, and maybe I will have to answer it a little less when out and about!! The simple answer is “I am getting older and DUMBER.” But that answer never suffices out there, so here goes:

This past weekend we AGAIN returned to the Upstate. Last weekend we were up for Krissy’s 19th birthday and for Drew to run in the SC Junior Olympics. He qualified to move on to the regional meet, which was AGAIN at the Milliken Research Center in Spartanburg. During the week Diana was able to finagle enough tickets for us to go the the Clemson/Virginia game Saturday afternoon. The plan was to go up, take Krissy out to eat on Friday (and leave Lauren Kirven at Clemson with her), go to Milliken for Drew’s run, and make a mad dash for Death Valley to make it for gametime. Simple, right??

Friday night we picked Krissy up and began to seek a place for supper. And it was a GAME WEEKEND, so every restaurant in Clemson and Anderson was SLAMMED. (I wanted the Mellow Mushroom, but alas …) We FINALLY found Panera Bread in Anderson to be not so crowded. We entered to see the cashiers frantically trying to get the cash registers to unfreeze! The manager told us he was sorry, but it would be ten or fifteen minutes. WE WERE STARVING!! He gave us bread and free drinks while we waited, and that was the BEST BREAD!!

We had to then complete Krissy’s shopping list, so the only part of the UNC/Syracuse game I saw was while we were in Dick’s Sporting Goods. The little bit I saw gave me indigestion. My ‘Heels forgot rule number 1: IF YOU DON’T SCORE, YOU WON’T WIN. In the words of Charlie Brown, “AUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!”

When we got back to Easley, Mom and Dad were waiting up on us. Dad told me he needed us to help him get his Gator and his lawnmower out of the gully beside his house. (Don’t ask how they got there …)

Saturday morning, I woke Drew up early so we could get this stuff done and get to Milliken. Drew and I had to fight our way into the gully among the kudzu and briars. I told Drew to get on the lawnmower and crank it, put it in reverse, and I would push while he backed it out.

I’ve been fighting tendonitis in my right ankle for about a month. Every time it gets better, I forget and do something STUPID. Saturday was no exception … The first time I braced and pushed I felt something all too familiar in that ankle. And it hurt. And I thought, “Oh, crud … if I don’t get these things out of here I won’t be able to make it back down here.” So we raised the cutting deck on the mower, and I pushed the mower out on one foot.

The Gator would be a different story. It was stuck over a couple of logs. We had to put two boards under the right rear wheel then Drew got on it and put it in reverse. This time I had to grab it from behind and rock it off the logs while reminding Drew not to run over me, to be careful. He was. If not for Drew, that Gator and mower would still be stuck.

At some point I realized I would have to get that Gator out if I wanted to get back to the house. I drove it back while Drew drove the mower. But I knew I would never be able to walk in to my seat at the stadium, so the game was out for me … 😦

It worked out pretty well for Krissy. One of her friends lost their tickets, so she was able to get in and sit with Lauren in the Dorriety’s seats. Drew used mine and I sat in a recliner ALL DAY with my foot propped up.

And THAT is why I could barely walk yesterday at church …

Is your heart in it?

20 Nov

Friends have asked me over the past few months why I haven’t blogged as often as I did in the months before. I’ve given a variety of answers, but today — THE TRUTH. My heart just hasn’t been in it!

Not that I don’t enjoy blogging, but I really do blog from my heart. And in the past few months there have been things on my heart that I’ve not been able to blog about! One of the closest things to my heart has been Krissy’s move to Clemson. She really is doing well right now, but I couldn’t have truthfully written that a few months ago. She has overcome several obstacles (MOST of which was out of her control to begin with) and (knock wood) she is doing really well right now.

Another issue that has my concern is the economy. And our church. And, SPECIFICALLY, how folks at Ebenezer will respond to the economy. Here we are, stepping out in great faith in a building program at EBC and some use the economy as an excuse to STOP giving to the Lord. Is our faith really that conditional??

But, back to that heart thing … We tend to jump in when our heart is in it, and we migrate away from things when our heart is not. Is YOUR heart in it?

What can we do about it? There are times when there is nothing you CAN do but pray. And WE SHOULD PRAY! But there are also times when we CAN do something about the funk life puts us in. I guess what separates the men from the boys is knowing when we CAN do something, and having the wisdom and discipline to DO IT!

When all else fails, there is ONE CONSTANT. ONE THING we can do with all else fails … FOLLOW GOD UNCONDITIONALLY. Is YOUR HEART INTO THAT??

Today’s Funny

18 Nov

A recent bride called her mother one evening in tears.

“Oh, Mom, I tried to make Grandma’s meat loaf for dinner tonight, and it’s just awful! I followed the recipe exactly, and I know I have the recipe right because it’s the one you gave me. But it just didn’t come out right, and I’m so upset. I wanted this to be so special for George because he loves meat loaf. What could have gone wrong?”

Her mother replied soothingly, “Well, dear, let’s go through the recipe. You read it out loud and tell me exactly what you did at each step, and together we’ll figure it out.”

“Okay,” the bride sniffled. “Well, it starts out, ‘Take fifty cents worth of ground beef’…”
(www.mikeysfunnies.com)

How do I follow this funny? I could write about the economy, but we ALL know its in the tanker. I could write about times changing, but that would be too close to home.

How about this thought … Sometimes we have to let go of the literal and grasp the bigger picture. Had that poor bride really THOUGHT about what amount fifty cents worth of ground beef would’ve been in her grandmother’s early days she would’ve had no problem with that recipe.

What part of the big picture do YOU not see? Are you wise enough to back up and see things for what they really are?? Think about it!

Had a dream …

17 Nov

I guess I need to contact Joseph. I had a dream last night about a situation in my life, something really beneath the surface. And it was weird …

I do not believe myself to be clairvoyant or anything, but this type of dream often moves me to action. I don’t know what I will do with this one, but here goes:

I was talking to a friend at a local company and we were discussing how the economy and particularly the Dow Jones Industrial Average influences the local church … (Yeah, I know. I had a chicken burrito at Moe’s for supper last night.)

Anyway, when I asked him who the steward of that data was he transferred me to a man (who has NEVER been a member of Ebenezer) but who is one of my least favorite people in Florence. I found myself on the phone with him and he said something really insulting (as he would). I responded by telling him I knew things had not been good between us and I just wanted to clear the air. So I did. And then he put me on hold.

And I held. And I held. And I held. And then my alarm went off and it was time to get up. And when I woke up, I was thinking, “that dude is SUCH A JERK!”

All we can do is the right thing when dealing with others. And we are not responsible for their response to it. And I am sure my subconscious is telling me something else in all of this. And if that is true, I will be having more dreams that I remember vividly in the near future!

Yes, I am old

16 Nov

This weekend had a crazy pace: Late leaving Florence Friday, drove like maniacs to get to Clemson, took Krissy and friends out to eat at this really good (and reasonable) Italian place downtown, then to Mom and Dad’s house. Saturday morning we woke up, drove to Milliken Research Center in Spartanburg where Drew qualified in the SC Junior Olympics to run in the REGIONAL meet next weekend (again, in Sparkleberry). Then spending the day with Krissy. It was the FIRST TIME in over a month that I’d actually SEEN her in person and the first time since AUGUST that we spent time with her alone!! It was a great day!

Krissy was diagnosed with Swine Flu last Wednesday but was feeling okay. Still taking Tamiflu and still coughing a little. But it was so good just to get to talk to her and for us to be together as a family. I slept Saturday night SO WELL, just knowing that all four of us were under the same roof!! (She stayed in Clemson on Friday to go to the basketball game after supper)

Sunday we went to church with her at Crosspoint. Really enjoyed the worship service! Got to see Joel and Allyson Fowler AND saw one of Wes’ old friends who laughed with me about his going to seminary!! (Not that it is funny, but Wes always SWORE seminary wasn’t for him! God has a great sense of humor!!!)

Amid ALL of this, my ankle tendonitis flared up Friday and I was walking like Chester from Gunsmoke most of the weekend. (The Chester reference is PROOF enough that I am old)

When Krissy turned 18, it really hit me … Now that she is 19, I am accepting the fact that I am old! But I’m not in the grave yet!! But I am tired … Yes, I am old!

The REST of the story

13 Nov

Many thanks to my FB and Twitter friends for all of their stories about WACS. There were clearly stories that needed to be told!! As for my story, there is so much more I could’ve written. I really only shared about 10% of the details … and I don’t think I should share the rest right now.

I was motivated to write that story after discovering a friend and fellow pastor in Florence who’d attended Shannon Forest across town. He had never heard of WACS and graduated in the 90’s. And I thought it sad that my beloved school had virtually disappeared from the Greenville scene and no one knew why!

And now to pay the piper: I know some who will be angry with me for writing those words. That’s okay: I will stand before God one day KNOWING that everything I wrote in that story IS TRUE. I wrote NOTHING that I didn’t hear or see FIRSTHAND in that account. And even with those words, I know some that will not believe me. And that’s okay … I know the truth!

There was something else. Something that happened after that meeting Diana and I had with the pastor … A few months after all this happened, we saw an old friend from WABC. It was good to see him and talk to him. After some surface chit-chat, he said something that almost flew right over my head. He said: “And, by the way, I heard that story about you guys and I KNOW it’s not true.” And I was standing there, grinning like an idiot. And I asked, “What story?” To make a long story short, there was a little ditty going around the church about Diana throwing books at someone in that meeting (and it wasn’t me!)

That was fascinating, because I was in that meeting. I walked in with Diana at the beginning, and I watched her leave the room in tears at the end. And SHE NEVER THREW ANYTHING in that meeting, and neither did I!! Hmmph!!

All that is left to consider is how will all of this impact those “Conquering Cavaliers” that were absolutely LOVED by two pastors at WABC, Dan Greer and Eddie Greene?? We can choose to be BITTER … or we can choose to be BETTER.

I think I will choose the latter!!!